Married for Marriage (Haris And Hana)
Chapter 8: Swishing
Tonight unlike the previous nights, if she was always alone to be the master of the room, now she has to share it with the man who is now her husband.
Hana was sitting on a desk chair studying, she seemed to be casually reading a novel. Even though he was actually very nervous. He is not used to divide the room especially with the opposite sex. Hana is still alone, Haris has been to the mosque with abah since Maghrib and has not returned.
Hana also took advantage of this moment by bathing and changing clothes. He replaced his dress with a sleeping robe. Yes, he plans to sleep with a waalaikum inducing instant robe and veil, the AC temperature he lowers to the minimum position so as not to feel sultry.
Hana re-reads Hanum Salsabiela's novel “99 lights in Europe” her thoughts drift on Gibran in Morocco. If they were to marry, perhaps he would follow Gibran to Morocco and perhaps his story would be like the story of Hanum and Rangga. With sevision and semisi in sailing the household ark. What a beautiful fantasy Hana.
“Astaghfirullah..”, it has a deep concern in the heart. He had thought of other men while he already had a legitimate husband who was more entitled to get his beautiful fantasies.
Hana also moved from her seat and immediately took ablution to perform the two rakaat prayers. “Yes Rabb, give the servant the strength to face all this, and grow your love in the heart of the servant to mas Haris, make our household “Sakinah mawaddah wa rahmah, aamiiin ya Rabbal ‘alamin” thus groaned softly Hana, he was only able to pray to expel the unpleasant feelings in his heart. After finishing the prayer he went up to the mattress reading his routine remembrance to fall asleep.
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*Tok Tok Tok*
the door was knocked repeatedly but no one opened it. Haris took the initiative to keep going in and say hello. Silence, look at him Hana who was asleep.
Maybe Hana was so exhausted because they had not rested all day. Hana was not wearing a blanket, the full dress suit and veil still adorned her. But there is a little thing that interferes with Haris' vision, the end of Hana's robe is exposed to show a little calf clean white. Haris' heart rippled to see him. He immediately turned his face and pulled the blanket to wrap Hana's body perfectly.
Haris took a towel, he had taken a shower earlier this evening but the habit of bathing before going to bed was still done, not forgetting he also took a change of clothes and then went into the bathroom that was in Hana's room.
Tonight was supposed to be a beautiful night for her. However, he is still very reluctant. There was no love for the girl yet. After changing his sleeping pajamas, he sat on the chair of his study desk Hana, for a moment he noticed the patches on the small mading that Hana made. Pretty neat he thought.
huuhThere are written motivational quotes of encouragement, there is also about ideals, it turns out this girl almost completed the memorization of al-Qur’nya less than 7 juz again. A little admiration appeared in him. In addition to being a hafizhah, he also wrote about his desire to become a writer and a psychologist.
Daily schedule is neatly arranged there. Hmh, this girl's life is pretty organized. After that his eyes turned to a novel on which it was written: “from mas Gibran”. Haris's forehead creased instantly, Gibran? Hmh….
The clock shows at 22:00, Haris takes the mushaf and starts reading the sentence ta’awudz followed by basmallah: A’udzubillahi minasy Syaithaanirrajim, Bismilbornrahmaanirrahim.
Drrrt drrrt
One message came into his phone. From Arini:
“Mas” That's just the sentence that Arini delivered through his short message.
“iya Rin, what is it?”
“Mas not sleeping? Where's Hana?”
Haris stared at the message, then chose to ignore it, he continued the plan to read al-Qur’an which had been delayed. A few minutes later, his phone was heard again.
“Mas are asleep? Why my message has not been replied”
“Mas..”.
“I again naji Rin, can I help you?” Harispun surrendered.
“I want tomorrow we meet mas”
Haris breathed out his breath. I think he would love to see Arini if he could tonight. But.he also glanced at his wife who fell asleep on the bed.
“Turn my schedule full Rin, maybe next time insya Allah” Haris just give an excuse to avoid Arini.
“Mas... just a moment, please” Arini pleads in the sound of her message.
“well mas :)” Arini gives emoticons smile.
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At 04:00 a.m., Hana squirmed lightly and yawned. He wanted to pray tahajud. He turned on the lamp beside his bed and glanced to his left.
“Astaghfirullah” Hana strangled a little hard. He was surprised to see a man next to him. Haris is awake.
“What's up? Why do the nights scream?” Haris asked with half-open eyes but was reluctant to get up.
“Ma.. sorry mas, I was just surprised” replied Hana stammered.
“Other times remember, note that you are married. You really annoy” Haris talking ketus.
“Hhhhh just got married a day already that much. Yes Rabb, what kind of marriage is” heartfelt Hana. He immediately went to the bathroom to take ablution and perform tahajud prayers. After the prayer he saw Haris who was still lying down on the bed. He also took the initiative to sleep on the prayer mat while waiting for the morning adhan to reverberate.
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The sun has gone up. Hana just finished helping umminya prepare breakfast.
“You should not have to help Ummi cook, son, who knows your husband needs your help,
you must serve him” said Ummi after they finished putting various kinds of food on the dining table.
“Kan only briefly Hana helps Ummi, anyways Ummi cook this much when the completion of”
“This is now Hana wants to go to the room to call Mas Haris so that we have breakfast together” continued Hana
Ummi just shook his head.
Slowly Hana went up to her room. Hana's room is on the 2nd floor. Aversion enveloped his heart. Just this time he felt lazy to go into the room. It was so bad to see Haris there. Since the conversation was accidentally last night, they had not spoken to each other. When the dawn adhan was heard, Haris immediately took a bath and went to pray to the mosque without saying goodbye to Hana. She prayed alone in her room. After that he went straight to the kitchen to help Ummi cook.
Door knobs open. It looks like Haris is sitting playing mobile phone.
“Mas, let's eat, we're in wait for breakfast” Hana opens her first conversation
with Haris this morning.
“Hmh” Haris just cleared up.
“Today at 11 I will see a friend, continue to the bank take care of deposits, where do you plan?”
“not anywhere mas”
“Alright, later after going home I want to talk to you” Haris said full
affirmations.
Hana nodded. They went out of the room to the dining room.
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